Oh, no, it... wants me to be in pain. So that it's easier for it to do what it wants to me.

( she doesn't flinch when he draws blood- nor does she flinch at the viscous, inky-black quality mixed with otherwise normal red blood. she's known for too long what she's become.

quietly, nene nods in agreement- she's gotten sick plenty of times. but still she's forced to live this way, a puppet who can't die because the forest loves her too much.


"loves". )

It doesn't care. I belong to it now, so I live on its terms. ... My actual health is not a factor. It won't let me die, anyway, so it doesn't matter how it treats me.

But yes- I can find all the best wild fruits and vegetables, and sometimes I can get a trap to work... What do you need?